Narville: Stay focused! Collect their weapons!
Sev: Captain, we've got a problem.
Enemy 1: Clear!
Enemy 2: Sir, we need to get you out of here.
Stahl: Not yet, I have to upload the backup plans to my cruiser. Orlock's going to jump all over...
Stahl: I don't really have time to listen to you gloat.
Orlock: You're to turn over your Petrusite weapons, hardware, personnel, and yourself to my control.
Stahl: Don't be absurd.
Orlock's aide: Chairman Stahl, not only have you failed to execute Visari's killers, but you managed to humiliate yourself in front of the entire nation.
Stahl: Gentlemen, I understand you're upset. I made you look bad. But the people won't give a damn about today, the instant Earth becomes our territory. If you change my invasion plan, you risk all of that.
Orlock's aide: Chairman, this is not a negotiation. You will do as the Autarch commands.
Stahl: Autarch? Autarch! You made him Visari's heir?
Orlock's aide: Chairman, if you refuse, you will be considered an enemy of the state, and we will execute you. Do you accept the Autarch's rule?
Orlock: Good, the invasion fleet is gathering in orbit around the space elevator. Deliver the weapons in person immediately.
Stahl: No, no, no! Prepare my fleet! Now, you idiot!
Orlock: The moment I have the weapons, I want Stahl killed. Is that understood?
Orlock's aide: As you command.
Narville: It's not our job to reignite this war.
Sev: We don't have to. They're doing it for us.
Narville: All right. If we're doing this, we need to regroup, plan this out properly. That cruiser's heading to a space port. We commandeer it. Then warn Earth. How the fuck are we getting out of here?
Rico: Jammer, didn't I order you to get back to camp?
Jammer: Never follow a bullshit order. You must be Narville.
Rico: Jammer, get Narville back to his men. We'll stay in radio contact as long as we can. Keep following Stahl. We'll eventually find the space port.
Sev: Look out for that mudslide. There's Stahl's cruiser. Look out!
Rico: [inaudible 05:50]
Sev: Captain Narville, this is Sevchenko. Do you read?
Rico: Running out of ice.